Morgan is a little thief. I catch her rummaging all the time. And the other day, she snuck a packet of instant oatmeal and ran to Aaron's office. When I discovered her, she had scattered the entire packet all over the floor. No pix of it, just another run of the vacuum. And yeah, I had already run the vacuum earlier that day. Little sucker.
A few weeks ago, we were at the store and Ava said, "Mom, I gotta go potty." We didn't run fast enough and she says, "Mom I pooped." And sure enough she had pooped her panties. Then a few days later, we're at another store, and Ava says, "I gotta go poop." My heart flips trying to run her to the potty and then she says, "April fools."
A girl after my own heart...she's done it to me several times, and I panic every time. She's got great timing. I want to ring her little April fool's neck.
I was blow drying my hair and realized I hadn't checked on Jack for awhile...and this is what I found. 
Bottles of Jonathan's shaved ice syrup lined up...a bowl and a huge red syrup stain. (Why is it always red, the hardest color to get out, that is spilled on carpets. Why not the yellow syrup or the white one? Seriously!)
Luckily I splurged for the carpet cleaning warranty awhile back and the company came out and finished what I couldn't get out with folex (The 2nd picture) the next day.
Oh little Jack you're cute but you've become a menace.
